Personal Imagines

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For mackenziesyska

Pre-warning I don't know a lot about volleyball, and also if you're American, we have a different version of volleyball to you I think.

I was sat in the changing rooms at school, waiting for our coach Mrs.Dannette to come in and give us our pep talk. I was at the volleyball championship final along with my team which was for 12-13 year olds. If we won this we would secure a place at the ultimate finals, where the best teams in England would play to win. Harry was going to be there, and this would be his first time seeing me play so I was nervous. I was casually talking with my best friend when our coach came in, she have us our pep talk, along with the two other teams, then we made our way onto the court. I scanned the crowd for Harry but I couldn't see him, I frowned "Maybe he's hidden or late" my friend came up beside me and said, she knew how much this meant to me, I chilled myself out a bit, convincing myself he would be here because he pinky promised me. I ran over to my position which was the left defender (I think that's real) when I spotted my mum, sister and the boys in the crowd, they were sat fairly close to me, and I could see that Harry wasn't there. "It's okay" I thought "he's probably stuck in traffic". The game began, and the adrenaline started pumping as on watched the ball closely, it came flying at the girl I was blocked so I jumped up and grabbed it, hearing a hiss of "yes'" from my team member I threw it to the scorer, who threw it in the net. I mentally fits bumped myself.

~half time~

My team ran back in to our assigned changing room, everyone buzzing because we were ahead of the other team, by 3 points, me however, was down because Harry still hadn't turned up, the hope of him still being really late and that he would arrive was beginning to fade now. We had our drinks and pep talk and was back on the court.

Everyone was so determined on winning, but I knew my performance was slipping so I decided that Harry shouldn't affect my team and kicked my ass into gear. By full time we had won, ahead by 7 points. Don't get me wrong I was happy but pissed off and sad that Harry wasn't there.

After we'd got changed we went out to where our parents were waiting to congratulate us, I ran up to mum and the rest and hugged them all, all of them saying how well I did. We started walking towards the car when I saw Harry's car pull up, he jumped out and ran over with a bouquet of flowers, chocolates and a balloon that said well done.
"when's the game starting" He said out of breath, handing me the flowers, I scoffed and threw them back at him "shows over idiot, you missed it, but don't worry, I don't need you there anyway" I said venom dripping off my tongue, it was sort of a lie, I did need him there. I walked past the boys following me, and comforting me. Meanwhile I could hear Harry apologising but I wasn't answering him.

We got home and I was more angry than upset, "hey how about I take you for ice cream?" Harry asked handing me the balloon and chocolates which I didn't take from him, I simply ignored him and walked to my room.

~a week later~

I got in from school, everyone was talking about the game still, when I saw harry sitting on the stairs, I hadn't spoken to him all week, both my mum and sister tried but I refused. harry saw me and sprung up grabbing his car keys "come on" he said dragging me into his car. He drove me to the beach where we sat on the sand near the water. To be honest I sorta wanted to talk to him, but I needed to teach him a lesson, him apologising like a billion times and buying me food wasn't enough. "Look I'm so so so sorry, that I missed your game, I got held up on a date because she was sick, some date right? But anyway, I know it's not an excuse but I thought you should know why. I know you're not going to forgive me, but can you at least talk to me, and I swear down on my life I will make it to the next game" he pleaded. i sighed "fine, I'll make you a deal, you make it to my match in three weeks time, and I'll forgive you." I said, his face out up like a Christmas tree and he nodded his head furiously "I promise I'll make it" he said. He was right, he did make it so I forgave him, although when he made the speech I'd already forgiven him, but I wanted him to feel guilty.

Hope this is good!!

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